Hey Everybody! Everything is long and hard these days. I decided to maintain myself by rewriting some of my fanfiction. I've gotten reviews saying "This is too much like a let's play" so I thought to myself "Let's change that." Of course I can only do so much. So therefore, this piece of work maintains more realistic battle sequences: no duel circles, no spell cards, just wild magic. Otherwise the story is exactly the same; therefore, this fanfiction will only contain the battle logistics. Hopefully I make this version of the story a little more exciting.


"Who's there," Emily heard Ambrose call out as she and her sister entered the room. As they did, they noticed there was another man in the room. This man wore black robes, had dreadlocks for hair, and held a staff with a dragon curled on top. What Emily noticed the most about the man was his cold, blank stare.

"Malistere!" Ambrose cried with contempt.

From the sound of his name, Emily could tell he was evil. She was stuck in place, frozen from the situation around her. Her feeling had been correct; something evil was afoot, and something told her that she and her sister were there to help sort it out. She didn't know how to feel about that. She didn't know if she would be good enough to stop this. She didn't know if her sister would be up for it. Of course, remembering her favorite stories, she figured it might actually be possible to help. If they're the chosen ones they cannot fail. Of course it was dangerous, and her life would be put on the line multiple times, but this actually sounded exiting, if not scary.

"Ambrose," Malistere sneered. After hearing his voice, Genevieve tried to pull Emily out of the room. Emily stayed where she was. She knew there was no point in running now that Malistere had actually seen them.

"You are no longer welcome here," cried Ambrose. "Why have you returned?"

"I'm here to resolve our unfinished business." So Malistere had some beef with the headmaster? Emily figured with the headmaster being so powerful, an evil man like Malistere hating him didn't seem so unlikely. "Are these your latest students?" Why was Malistere regarding them?

"My henchmen will see to your little friends." That couldn't have been good. Genevieve grabbed onto Emily for comfort and maybe protection. Emily held onto her as well. It was mostly so Genevieve wouldn't be so scared, but it was also for herself a little bit.

"Hurry along, girls," cried Ambrose. Emily almost thought he was telling them to run, but then he surprised her. "We must test your skills in the magical arts."

"We've never done magic before today!" exclaimed Genevieve. "What makes you think we can do it now?" Malistere laughed at their ineptitude. Emily had a dark thought. Malistere would probably kill them even if they did run. Ambrose could probably hold off Malistere, but his minions, whoever they were would probably kill them…just as a show of power. Emily knew those types of people, in real life and in fiction. Emily knew the only way to survive Evil beings is to attempt to stand against them. Even if you lost you would win with your courage. Emily released Genevieve and stood firm.

"Alright Professor, I'll try."

"Em, you're crazy! You can't do magic, you don't know any spells or how to cast them."

Ambrose tossed them a deck of cards, which Emily caught.

"Take this deck of spell cards and deal with those creatures while I deal with Malistere himself!"

"Don't be so sure of yourself old man," Malistere mocked.

"We can't do magic," Genevieve protested once again. Suddenly, a flaming portal appeared and two dragon men had climbed out of it and into the room. Emily was astounded. She had been a huge dragon fan back where she came from, and here were two evil ones in front of her. 'Not all dragons are good,' she reminded herself internally. 'Some are; some aren't.'

"Run up and confront them," said Ambrose. "Be brave, I will guide you."

The girls looked at each other. In Genevieve's eyes, Emily saw that Genevieve had doubts and was afraid. They looked back at the Dragon men, and Emily saw in their eyes that they were laughing internally. They looked back at each other, and Emily once again saw the fear. Emily didn't know how skilled the dragon men were, but she couldn't stand by and do nothing. She could probably do it as long as she didn't doubt herself. She couldn't let anything bad happen here. She had to defend her sister, like Gamma had said, while sister was stronger in power, she was weaker in defense.

Emily chuckled a little. Emily was the older twin, and she had barely ever felt it before then. Filling her role as the older sister, it felt comforting. It made her feel confident about abilities she didn't even have yet.

Emily ran forward. "Let's do this," she said confidently.

"Em!" cried Genevieve. As Emily approached she saw one of the dragon men draw a blue symbol and chant in some weird language. Oh so that's how you cast a spell, Emily thought to herself. It made Emily stop in her tracks, as she did not know what the spell would do. From the symbol came a giant beetle that looked as if it was made of ice. It disappeared in a burst of snow.

"Is that the best you got?" asked Emily. She regretted those words as the snow moved quickly along the ground, reforming into a beetle right under Emily to give her an icy undercut.

Emily now understood how it worked, but after that ice beetle attacked she felt really cold. She felt where that beetle had struck her in the chest and chin starting to flash freeze. It was hard to breathe. She couldn't shake the feeling, and she kept shivering. Emily didn't like this. She usually liked the cold over the heat for she hated to sweat; now Emily was a fire wizard so heat was her forte. Why was she so cold?

"Why am I so cold?" Emily shivered.

"Since you're a fire wizard, Ice spells are your weakness unless you have protection," explained Ambrose. Emily thought that everything was starting to get confusing. Why would she need protection when back at home she was indifferent to the temperatures, feeling different from everyone else? That's how she was so weird. She was hot when others weren't, cold when others weren't and fine when others weren't. She didn't know how to make sense of it anymore.

"Quick Emily," cried Ambrose. "The Spell cards; draw some from your deck."

It was time for the real duel to begin. Emily fumbled through her spell deck with shaking hands. Emily drew two cards from the deck she was given. She didn't know what to do with them though. Behind her, Ambrose was guiding her. "You have drawn those spell cards from your deck. Quickly! Choose a spell, and use it to attack one of Malistere's henchmen."

"So do I just throw it on the ground and it will summon one of these things?"

"No, just pick one and read how to cast it." Emily picked the card that resembled her school. Emily tried to quickly read a spell, but she didn't realize that Malistere's other henchman was already casting a spell during her conversation with Ambrose.

She didn't see how it was cast, but suddenly there was a giant scorpion in the room. It interrupted Emily from reading. She fell to the ground startled by its sudden appearance. It rushed towards her, clamping her with its giant pinchers. Emily cried out in pain. It lifted her off the ground until she was standing and then turned into sand. Emily looked at her arms; there were holes in her sleeves and blood coming out from the gashes on her arms.

"At least it didn't sting me," said Emily still shivering. "Now it's my turn."

Emily quickly read over the spell card:

Firecat: summons a cat from the fire planes to attack your enemies or light small fires. Use with caution.

To cast: create this symbol [(3)] and say this incantation:

From my flame, I doth ignite, a cat to bring within my sight, it's foes and mine intertwined, the battle's brought now burn through this fight.

Emily read the card as quickly as she could, as she came to the part on casting, she started making the symbol as soon as it was shown to her and read off the incantation as it came into her mind. The symbol she made was orange and resembled a flame.

When Emily looked up the symbol had erupted in flame and out came a fiery cat as shown on the card. Through Emily's concentration she willed the cat as soon it appeared to target the dragon man that had hurt her the most, the one who froze her. It bounded forward and pounced, tackling the Dragon man to the ground. Of course, while she was reading it had cast another scorpion.

"Not another one!" cried Emily. It was readying its stinger.

"Em, look out!" cried Genevieve as she rushed forward and pushed Emily out of the way.

The scorpion sprayed Genevieve with it's venom. Most hit her robes and hat, but the venom that soaked through caused her to make a louder cry than Emily. Emily panicked hoping she was okay.

"Gen!" she cried. Ambrose must have been aware of how much this battle was hurting them.

"Oh my, you're hurt! You need to pay attention to your current health."

"How do we do that?"

The headmaster pulled a crystal ball out of his cloak filled with red liquid and floated it over to Emily and then he did the same with Genevieve. When Emily took it and held it in her hand, some of the red fluid had disappeared.

"This red crystal ball measures your health," Ambrose explained. "When you run out of health and the crystal ball is empty, that is when you will be defeated."

"So, this tells me how many more hits we can take?

"Yes, you might also want to take this." The headmaster pulled out two more crystal balls, but these ones had blue fluid and were smaller. When Emily held it in her hand, it lost a little bit of blue fluid.

"What does this measure?" Emily asked.

"It measures your mana, which is your magical energy. Every time you cast a spell, you use up a bit of your mana. If you run out of mana, you won't be able to cast anymore spells. When you run out of mana, you'll be at the mercy…"

Genevieve cried out in pain, which made Emily sharply turn her head. Apparently, one of the dragon men summoned a skeleton while they were talking and sent it towards Genevieve. While she was distracted from Ambrose's explanation it struck her in the back, leaving a heavy gash that was bleeding profusely as well as Genevieve also being extremely winded.

"Oh…we're under attack," Ambrose remembered. "Call me a fool…I had all but forgotten!"

Emily returned her attention to the dragon men. "Where were we, then? Right! Pick a spell card to attack his henchmen again!" Genevieve had made her way over to Emily.

"I'm a little ticked off," said Genevieve. "Let me cast the next spell."

"Are you sure you're in the right state?" asked Emily.

"I want to at least see if I can do it."

Emily quickly and shakily handed over the myth card she had picked; she noticed the second one was preparing an attack. Genevieve quickly read over the spell, the troll spell.

Genevieve moved her hands to form giant glowing magic symbol that resembled an illuminati eye in front of her. When she finished creating the symbol, she cried, "Troglodytarum!" A mystic light then started to form into a troll, which wore a rag and held a club. It scratched its head, looking at the second dragon man, where Genevieve had aimed her spell. It was probably because that was the dragon man that hurt her the most and the one who was attacking; it's spell fizzled in shock. The troll picked up its club and spun it around, finally releasing it at the second dragon man. The dragon men were hurt, but not as hurt as they were.

"Aha," cried Malistere. "You doddering fool! Your students are no match for my forces!" Emily couldn't help but feel he had a point; she and her sister had only made dents in the dragon men, while the dragon men had already almost finished them.

"Oh no," said Ambrose, realizing the situation. "You two are in trouble! Quickly, one of you use the unicorn spell and cast it on yourselves. It will replenish your health." Emily searched the spell deck for the unicorn spell, and found it amongst the green cards.

The dragon men were going again, while Emily was quickly reading over the unicorn spell.

Unicorn: Unicorns are gentle creatures who will heal anyone hurt and in need. This spell summons one to heal you and all your allies.

The first dragon man was moving his arms to make a giant purple magic symbol in front of him, which seemed to spark with electricity as it formed a lightning cloud.

"A storm spell," gasped Genevieve. The room filled with water reaching up to Emily's ankles, she noticed how the water only seemed to surround her. She pushed Genevieve away so that only Emily would receive the brunt of the spell. She continued reading as Emily saw that in the water, there was a shark dorsal fin. The shark jumped out of the water, it had jagged fins like it was charged with electricity. It submerged again.

To cast: create this symbol [W;] and sing this song:

Gentle beast, running free, gallop forth and come to me-

It jumped out of the water again, this time swallowing Emily whole before it dissolved. Emily had screamed; after the shark dissolved she had heard her sister calling her.

"-ly!" Emily also felt the after effects of the electrical shark, making her shake more than before.

"What?" Emily questioned.

"Storm is also a weakness to fire, but usually only when it comes to their spells, and only usually when they are in a weakened state," explained Ambrose.

"I'm still confused," said Emily. She loved storms as much as she loved ice, and now they were her enemies. Emily realized she couldn't cast the spell in her weakened magical state. Genevieve was making her way towards her.

"I can't cast the spell. Gen, you have to cast it," said Emily to her sister, and held out the unicorn card to her with shaking hands. Genevieve took it and quickly read it over. She immediately moved her arms to create a giant green magical symbol in front of her that resembled a flower. Genevieve sang the song to summon the unicorn.

"Gentle beast, running free, gallop forth and come to me. Heal us now, in our plight, heal all within your sight." The room filled with grass and flowers, and a unicorn appeared facing the girls. It walked forward, and bowed towards Emily. Emily was lifted upward, and she felt magical energy healing her wounds as green light surrounded her. She was lowered to the ground good as new, her ring full again and not shaking in the slightest.

"I'm all better," she cried. The unicorn turned, and bowed towards Genevieve, causing the same thing to happen to her.

"Me too," cried Genevieve.

"Foolish creatures!" cried Malistere. Emily turned and looked at them, almost thinking he was talking to her and her sister. She realized he was just talking to the dragon men. "You let the young whelps heal! Defeat the whelps or you'll suffer for it! Use your spells to weaken their spells!" Emily wasn't too concerned, she felt nearly invincible. Ambrose noticed the situation and waved his staff. Tiny lights zoomed towards them, and circled around them, their hands, heads, and waists.

"Here, young wizards, take some more pips. They power your spells. The more pips you have the more powerful spells you can cast. I should also mention, the stronger the spells you cast, the more mana you will use up. They represent unexerted power, which can be used if you let your mana build up in a fight." Emily took that into regard; so these pips represented how much power they had in a fight, and the key was letting it build up so it can be released. "Quickly, now! Pick another spell and cast it at one of them!" Emily searched through the deck. She decided to use the extra pips to her advantage, and looked for the strongest spell she could cast. Finally, she found a spell which matched the amount of pips she had, which was three.

"I think I'll be casting the spell this time, Gen," said Emily. The second dragon man had heard her. It was in the middle of casting a spell with the scales symbol, and it turned its aim towards Emily. A symbol appeared in front of Emily for a brief moment, a symbol of a jagged broken sword. That didn't seem good. Emily started reading the spell card.

Nature's Wrath: A spell that summons nature to get vengeful and attack those who would do harm.

To cast: create this symbol [W;] and sing this song:

For these foes that cross your path, to tread your ground they shall not last. These wicked ones shall feel your might, from your wrath they shall not smite.

Emily started to form the flower symbol, while doing so sang the song with a quick beat.

Ambrose was concerned in the background.

"Oh my, that spell they cast weakened the power of the spell you just cast," he explained.

"What!?" cried the girls. Trees started growing from the floor and leaves scattered to the ground. A walking tree emerged, looking at the dragon man who had just affected Emily. The symbol reappeared and faded. The tree grabbed a loose stone from the tower and hurled it at the dragon man. The spell looked like it had hurt, but not as much as it could have.

"At last you fools earn your keep!" cried Malistere. "Now finish these children!" Emily looked at her sister, as she did with her. They could both tell this wasn't going to end well. Emily knew they had to finish this fast, or her and her sister weren't going to make it.

"One of you, cast the Balance blade spell on yourself, it will increase your next spells power," cried Ambrose. Emily was already forming a plan.

"Professor, you said the schools of magic have weaknesses."

"Yes, that is true."

"What school of magic are the dragon men? What's their weakness?"

"I believe the Draconians are masters of ice magic, and the only weakness to that school is fire magic."

"That's weird," said Emily. Since when did dragons attack with ice? Also, she thought that ice was the weakness to fire, not the other way around. She figured it worked in both ways. So it was a little weird and confusing, but also lucky, for Emily was a fire wizard. She rooted through the deck for a very strong fire spell, and she found one. The meteor strike spell, which would most likely wipe out all opponents; of course, it needed four pips to cast it, and the only one with four pips was her sister.

"Gen," called Emily. "Cast the balance blade on yourself!" Emily started rooting the deck for the balance blade spell.

"Why?" called Gen.

"Just trust me; I have a plan!" Emily found the card and gave it to her sister.

Just as she had said this, a phoenix had erupted from the floor. They were casting it as they were talking, and hearing that Genevieve was going to boost her own power they decided to send it at her. Emily was amazed at the powerful fire spell in use and seeing a phoenix up close, but then remembered it was going to attack her sister. It breathed fire on her, leaving her singed.

"Hang in there, Gen," cried Emily. They just needed to cast the spell and they would make it through this. The second dragon man, or draconian, had already cast his spell. Leaves scattered to the floor again, and a centaur jumped into being, its sights set on Genevieve. It was pretty big, so Emily worried about her sister's well-being. It pulled back its drawstring, and launched an arrow at her. Emily was afraid she was going to be speared. Emily ran and pushed her out of the way. The arrow landed right behind her legs, but a tree grew around the arrow and herself. She reached out to her sister, but the separation was brief. The Tree broke into splinters and the splinters flew right into Genevieve. Some got lodged in Emily's back, but that was nothing compared to the damage her sister now had. Genevieve cried out in pain.

"Gen!" cried Emily. "Are you alright?" Genevieve didn't answer. Emily's attempts to save her didn't work. The spell was focused on Genevieve and it found its target.

Genevieve turned to Emily. "Why can't you cast the balance blade on yourself?"

"Because I don't have four pips," Emily reasoned. Genevieve quickly read the spell, and then she made a symbol that resembled scales. When she was finished, she cried, "Balance blade!"

A symbol of the sword appeared in front of Genevieve for a brief moment.

"Now take this," Emily said, handing the meteor strike spell to her sister. "This should wipe them out, thanks to the balance blade spell."

"I'm not sure, Em," said Genevieve, full of doubt. "I'm not a fire wizard; I might not be able to do it."

"It doesn't matter if you're a fire wizard or not," said Emily. "You're the only one that can do it, because you're the only one with enough pips. I have two, you have five."

"These ones learn fast, Malistere," said Ambrose, proud of the girls. "Two can play at that game."

Columns erupted in the room, and a Minotaur walked out from the ruins in full battle armor. He pointed his finger in the direction of Genevieve as if he was challenging her. Emily ran front of Genevieve. He swung his ax and the gusts of wind plowed into both of them, leaving them winded. Shortly afterwards, ninja pigs appeared. They did some acrobatics, jumping on top of each other; they then jumped off and posed in their fighting stances. Genevieve took this time to read the meteor strike spell. Emily still acted as her human shield. They jumped in the air, rushing towards them, throwing their swords. Emily managed to dodge and move her and her sister out of the way of two of them, but one of them passed her left a deep cut inside her sister's leg. Genevieve looked terrible: burned, splintered, winded, and bleeding. Emily was only slightly grazed and splintered. Genevieve was tearing up and gritting her teeth. Emily hoped she could cast the next spell all right, so they could make it out of this alive.

Genevieve was on the floor, grasping her leg in pain. "Gen, cast the spell; do it now!" cried Emily.

"DON'T MOVE!" cried Genevieve. Everyone was still. What was Genevieve doing?

"Professor, I need you to transfer some of my pips to Emily, so she can cast the meteor strike spell."

"What!?" said everyone in the room.

"Genevieve, are you crazy! I won't be able to finish them without the balance blade! You can do it because you have the pips and the balance blade!"

"I don't think I can do it," said Genevieve. "I'm down on my last leg here, quite literally! Besides I think you will be more natural with it because you're a fire wizard. You might still be able to wipe them out…they are weak to fire."

"Enough of this!" cried Malistere. "Finish them!"

Emily pulled on her hair and groaned.

"If this doesn't work, Gen, we are in so much trouble." She turned to the headmaster. "Do it professor, transfer the pips."

Ambrose waved his staff and Genevieve was reduced to three pips, while Emily had four. Genevieve thrust the spell back at Emily. She quickly read it:

Meteor Strike: Summoning flaming space rocks at high velocity to highly damage your enemies with guaranteed no damage to the world.

To cast: create this symbol [(3)] and say this incantation:

Fire flying through the stars, from there to here, you'll travel far, crush my foes in a fiery haze, smash them to ash in a burning blaze!

Emily felt the power surging through her as she summoned the meteors. This was a powerful spell. Portals appeared above her raining meteors in the room, of course they disappeared as fast as they appeared. A meteor fell down upon the first draconian, setting him aflame where he wreathed in agony for a minute and then disappeared in a ball of flame; the second one was wiped out instantly. Emily almost felt sorry for the Draconians, but she figured, if they were real dragons the fire wouldn't have hurt them.

Emily had had defeated the Draconians. It felt amazing. Emily did a little happy dance and cried out in joy.

"Excellent work, young wizards! Now let me see to Malistere…I'll show him…threatening new students before orientation, no less!" Emily remembered that Malistere was still in the room, and so she went to go see if her sister was okay. She went to her side, and knelt over her.

"Are you okay," she asked Genevieve.

"I'm still winded, full of splinters and have a huge cut in my leg, but I guess I'm fine," she panted sarcastically.

"Another time, old man…I have what I came for." That peaked Emily's curiosity, what was Malistere after? "And now, I'll take my leave of this wretched place." With that, he disappeared in a puff of black smoke.

"He's gone, and none too soon!" said Ambrose, outraged. "What sinister goal brought him here? Hmm…" That's what Emily wanted to know as well. "Oh my! You look a little bit worse for wear," he said regarding Genevieve. "Here, let me restore you two to your full Health and Mana." With a wave of his staff, a light passed over the both of them. Genevieve's wounds were healed and Emily felt restored energy wise. "On the bright side, congratulations! Defeating Malistere's henchmen has earned you two some experience. I must say though, you won't be able to do what you did in future battles. You'll have to rely on your own spells and your own pips increasing by themselves."

"So, no more stunts like that," Emily told Genevieve. Genevieve nodded.

"Whenever you reach new levels in magic, you'll be able to learn new spells."

"How will we know when we reach new levels?" asked Genevieve.

"You'll know," said Ambrose simply. Emily changed the subject.

"If we're going to use our own spells, shouldn't we know what we can cast, in case something like this happens in the near future?"

"Oh, of course, I have many things to give to you." He reached inside his cloak, pulling out two more crystal balls and handing them to Genevieve. "You might need these in case you two get separated and have to fight your own battles." Genevieve looked at the red and blue crystal balls questionably. "You're also going to need spell books and wands. Here you go. No wizard should ever be without them." With a wave of his staff, the girls suddenly were holding wands in their hands and big tomes in their arms. Emily's wand had a ruby on the end, and Genevieve's wand was a star rimmed with other stars.

"Why do we need these?" asked Genevieve, referring to the books.

"They're to review what you learned in class, and tell you which spells you can cast and how to cast them."

"How are we going to carry these around with us everywhere?"

"That's simple; just tap them with your wand." The girls did that, and the books shrunk to fit in the palm of their hand. "Now it will be able to fit in the bag around your waist. If you want it to be normal size, just tap it again. Your spell book will inform you of what magical effects items may possess and also meant for holding all your things; almost like your backpack."

"How?"

"Simple, every time you receive something it will immediately go in your spell book to be obtained later."

"Thank you, professor," replied Emily.

"I should say, girls, I was quite impressed with your courage. There is little doubt that a great destiny awaits the both of you." The girls looked at each other, amazed. "Who knows? Maybe one of you will fill my shoes and become headmaster someday."

"I'm not sure about that professor," said Genevieve.

"Well, perhaps," he said smiling. "But now, if you'll excuse me, I have a mountain of duties to attend to right now, including readying your enrollment. So if you don't mind waiting for a moment or two, I'll pop back to my office and straighten up."

"Take as much time as you need."

"I summon you two when things are presentable. So many books and papers to tidy up…where did I put those forms…see you soon!" With that he disappeared in a puff of smoke and stars, and it sounded as if a firecracker went off.

"I don't think we should stay here," said Genevieve.

"We'll be summoned shortly," reassured Emily.

"No, I mean in this world. I don't think we should stay here."

"Why not?" asked Emily, aghast.

"Why not?! I nearly died back there!"

"You were fine; you just got cut up a bit." She wouldn't admit it, but she was worried. Of course, since her sister was now fine she was back to feeling adventurous.

"I was bleeding out and it hurt to move, or even breathe!"

"You were healed instantly; I don't think they'll let you die here."

"It still scares me being here," said Genevieve indigently. It was scary, but for some reason, Emily didn't want to run away.

"Well, I feel like we have to be here. You can go if you want, but I'm staying, and I'll be learning magic without you." Emily knew how to push her sister's buttons.

"Fine, I'll stay; as long you back me up out there."

"Don't worry, I will, I promise." With that, they disappeared out of the golem tower, and appeared in the headmaster's office.


Next up, we will have unicorn way and the battling of the street monsters. Now that might be exciting...also won't always be able to duel with magic. A little unfair but more realistic. Until then...stay tuned!

-Admiringroseblossom11